The Warmth In Her Heart

Tristan wasn't exactly planning to leave. He just left the scene to call Grey. It was only for a few minutes. He didn't expect to see his wife crouching down on the floor and crying out loud looking like a bullied little girl by the time he got back. His heart felt torn by the sight. When he heard she cried out loud saying he doesn't love her anymore, he felt like punching himself. He hurriedly went towards her and gently picked her up in his arms. He can feel her stiffened against his touch but slowly relaxing herself. He strode away and head to the car. Thankfully he have his chauffeur today. Otherwise he might not know how to deal with this sensitive wife.

Inside the car, he waited for his wife to finish crying. He didn't know what to say at this moment since it could lead to another wave of tears. He might as well waited patiently and letting her wet his shirt. He patted her back gently, coaxing her until she ended up falling asleep. He was speechless. It seems the talk would have to wait until she wakes up.

What he didn't expect was the long hours that he have to wait for her to wake up. It's the first time he saw her sleeping soundly and without waking up. But the dozens of pillows that acted as barrier in case she fall from the bed proof to be working. He even made their carpet inside the bedroom thicker than others. As if you can fall asleep on the soft thick carpet. It was all for the sake of his wife unusual way of sleeping. It scares him when she did end up falling from the bed. Sitting by the bed next to her, he kept on watching her sleeping face. Right now it has been almost 24 hours she slept. No matter how many times he tried to wake her up, she still won't budge. It was as if the whole days that they have been apart she have been working herself to her limit or maybe more than that. He didn't know what exactly she does but since she's still all well and healthy, he hope she's doing something that isn't dangerous. Not when she's pregnant.

He was convince that she's pregnant now after he let his personal doctor check upon her seeing she's still asleep. Three months pregnant. He held onto her hand and one hand caressed her slight bumpy stomach. His lips curled up thinking how their kids would look like. His gaze turn back to her sleeping face before pinching her cheek. Frustrated with her unruly ways and with himself since he knew he will let her do as she pleases. He was helpless against her. No matter what it is that she wanted to do, he knew he couldn't be angry that long nor sulk over it. Just like the days she lied to him about the doctor conference when in fact she's not having any. He was more worried about her whereabouts rather than her lies. Seeing her again at the airport, it really felt like his gloomy days are over.

"You know i'm not angry at you for lying to me. I'll wait for you to tell me yourself. I won't look into it and be angry about it. But i'm thankful you came back to me. Always come back to my arms no matter how far you go, my dear wife." He whispered to her ear even though she won't hear any of it. He kisses her face not missing any spot on her face before tucking her in with the blanket. He even oversee the barrier, checking if it needed to be re-touch. Seeing everything is in place and she's still having her sweet dream, he left the bedroom and head over his workroom to continue his pending work.

The moment he left the bedroom, Alicia's eyes fluttered open before they became watery. She heard his every word and she blame herself for overthinking. She's not someone who's unreasonable whats more someone who easily cry. But whenever she's with Tristan, it felt like she can easily show the real her to him. Throwing tantrum, being senselessly stubborn and even cry for the smallest matter. She didn't know just how high she put him in her heart but all she knows he matters to her. Everything that she's doing right now, she would always consider him before making decision. Ignoring his calls for the few days, she knew she made him worried. But she doesn't want to keep lying to him. It would only create more troubles ahead. Her husband is not a fool to begin with.

Slowly, she got up and smile upon the barrier that he created around her. Tristan knew her too well. Who wouldn't be touched when he pay his attention to the smallest detail. In fact, everything about this house is all related to her. Their humble 2 stories house, the colour of the wall, the minimalist interior design and the massive kitchen with small herb garden at the backyard. It's all something that she casually dream of. The moment where she spoke about 'I wish bla bla bla' with her friends. Something that she only voice out but to never realize it. But after knowing him, married to him, he made it all happen. How he knows, she never asked. And he never asked more. He took her every word without question nor doubt. And it was the same implies with her. Like some unspoken rules and it never seem to deter their marriage. In fact it just made it stronger. Carressing the place that he sat down as she head towards the bathroom to freshen herself. She looked herself in the mirror, fixing her cloth and she walk eagerly to her man. To hug him tightly and talk things through. But for her secret identity, unless it's necessary then she'll talk about it.